((Same disclaimer...this is the reason for the R rating. If you are under 17...you know the disclaimer. It's important, but also R rated. It's probably the only one, though...
poizin- Yeah...it does seem that way. Maybe they will, but I doubt it. And if you mean what I think you mean, then the story is headed for a twist! Hehe. But Hermione and Ron will hang out more soon. I promise. I just had to get Ron out of the way so he won't know about Harry liking Ginny. Nice comment, keep reading!
dementorchic- When I read fics, I hate cliff hangers too. But when I write, cliffhangers usually end the chapter in a nice way. So I try to post frequently so the readers don't have to way too long. I hope I update fast enough for you, 'cause I do tend to use a lot of cliff hangers!
oreo69not96- Hmm...I guess you're right. Well, actually, very right. The other Weasley's don't have enough red in their hair. As for Draco, that seems pretty confusing. I just couldn't have Ginny like him when he's himself...after all, he hates her brother and friends. So Draco had to change a little, but I tried to keep him close by still acting rude to Harry and the rest.
obsessed87- Good, good. I hope he didn't sound jealous or anything...
Jamie Felton- I try to update on a daily basis. It will depend if I go on a vacation, or if I am way too busy, etc, but generally it will be every second day. Adding this or any story you like to Author Alert might help, that way when the author updates you will be sent an e-mail. Not sure if that helps, thanks for the review though.
jayy- Haha. Okay!!!!!
msncutey- Well then, here it comes! .. (And you'll find that out eventually.)
Thanks for all of your reviews, I wonder where otakuprincess has been! =P And now to the next chapter.))
Ginny slunk along the corridors feeling foolish and sinful. She was out long after she should be, and would almost certainly be caught. Sure, she had broken a few school rules in her years, but always felt bad about it.
She rounded a corner, wondering why she hadn't decided on a meeting place with Draco. How was she supposed to find him?
Bright red eyes gleamed through the darkness, and Ginny's heart lurched. Her mouth opened in a scream, but immediately, hands covered her mouth, and she was pulled into a broom cupboard. She began to kick and bite.
"Ow! Damn you, Weasley!" Malfoy cried. The hands released her. Ginny spun around to face him. His hands were scratched up badly from her teeth.
"Wow...I did that?" Ginny asked, amazed. Malfoy scowled.
"I save you from Mrs. Norris and I get beaten for it." he grumbled. Ginny giggled.
"Where are we? I can't see anything." she said, trying to move around. Her elbow cracked against a wall, and she realized she was in a tight box of some sort.
"Broom cupboard." Malfoy said. He sensed the sarcastic look he was getting from Ginny. "Hey! It's not like we had a choice. It was here or Filch's office." he added.
"Okay. But it's cramped." Ginny complained.
"Yes and if you'd take your knee away from there, it'd be much better." Malfoy said. There was a pause, and Malfoy felt Ginny's knee tracing between his legs, as if trying to figure out where it was. There was a gasp, and then whole leg pulled away from him.
"Sorry!" she cried, thankful for the dark. With that occurance, she noticed how close they were. She hoped Malfoy wouldn't get any ideas...but if she was so opposed to it, why was she glad the cupboard was so small? Now she was confused.
Something furry ran along her foot and she uttered a small cry, shrinking back against Malfoy. Now she was clinging to him.
"What?" he asked.
"Something furry--in here." Ginny said through clenched teeth. She wanted light.
"Lumos." she whispered. As light began to fill the broom cupboard, she noticed that in her haste to escape the creature, or whatever it was, she was now face to face with Malfoy.
"She'll see the light." Malfoy hissed, peering through a crack, searching for the red eyes of Mrs. Norris. Ginny sighed, and the light went out. There was a long silence, and Ginny began to get drowsy. She rested her head on Malfoy's shoulder, and her eyes began to close. At last, she fell into a deep sleep.
"She's still not back!" Harry announced to the drowsy Hermione, back in the Gryffindor Common room.
"Give her some time. It's only been..." Hermione began, ready to state how long it had been since Ginny left. But it had been a long time, and Hermione was exhausted. She fell asleep in a chair, halfway through her sentence. Harry was still wide awake. He waited in silence for Ginny's return.
"Weasley? Ginny?" Draco asked. He got no reply. It was his turn to use the Light spell. Ginny still didn't wake up. Malfoy's usual thoughts began to surface. It's late at night, in a broom cupboard, and I'm with one hot sixth year. And I hate her brother, so it's taboo.. This is too good.
Scowling to himself, he brushed away those thoughts. Ginny wasn't like that, so he'd try not to be. And then he was amazed at how she could change him so easily. After all, she was a Weasley. And it had only been two days and he liked her enough to try to impress her. At least he didn't have to try and be nice to Potter. That he could never do.
Even so, he didn't like to waste a perfectly good make-out spot. Surely a couple of kisses wouldn't hurt. He gazed down at Ginny, brushing her straight red hair out of her face. Then he bent towards her, his dry lips meeting her soft ones.
Ginny had been in a light sleep, but when Malfoy's lips touched hers, she awoke quickly.
As Ginny's eyes opened, Malfoy grinned. She closed her eyes again, briefly, for her head was pounding. As she did, Malfoy planted a kiss on each eyelid. Ginny was wide awake now. Her eyes snapped open, and she returned his kiss.
Their lips were locked for a long time, and Ginny's mind was racing. Her tongue reached out of her mouth unexpectedly, and began running along the edge where Malfoy's lips met. Her hands were running along his neck, sending shivers up his spine.
He felt himself grow hard, and suddenly it wasn't innocent kissing anymore. He had Ginny's robes off in a flash. She was wearing a white Muggle shirt with slashes in the front that were barely decent. Her jeans were tight, but she slipped out of them easily. Then off came Malfoy's robes. They paused, standing in the tight cupboard and breathing loudly.
Ginny's white cotton panties were dampening quickly. Malfoy pulled them off, and she pulled her bra away from her body. Then, much more calmly, Ginny tugged his boxers away from him. They were now standing on a pile of clothes.
There was another pause, but Ginny didn't have time to get nervous, because Draco locked his lips on hers again, and instinctively, she arched against him. Her pelvis bumped into his. They rubbed against each other and then Draco entered her smoothly. There was a ripping sensation and then a burst of pain as her barrier was broken. Before ginny could cry out, it was overcome by pleasure, and they were rocking together.
The broom cupboard became cramped, and Ginny's body rammed against the door. It swung open, and the two bodies spilled out into the corridor. Draco had just climaxed into her, and the deed was done as they crashed to the cold floor. Ginny was already sore and the landing on her tailbone didn't help. Even so, she was filled with happiness, and wrapped her legs around Malfoy. They lay together on the floor tired and panting, both sore from their fall, but both wildly content.
Back in the Common room, Harry couldn't disguise his worry. Years of experience with Malfoy wouldn't let him trust the situation Ginny was in. What if he raped her? Harry rose, and Hermione stirred.
"Are you going after her?" Hermione asked, yawning. Harry nodded.
"I'm coming with you." she said. Both headed out of the Gryffindor portrait hole and began to search the school. It wasn't long until they found the right corridor. It wasn't too far away from their dormitory. Harry rounded the bend, and spotted Ginny laying on top of Malfoy. Both were naked.
Behind him, Hermione let out a gasp. Harry almost smirked, there was no way Hermione was feeling what he was now. Depressed, completely heartbroken...betrayed. Even so, he had not told Ginny his feelings. It was his fault; not hers.
"Malfoy." Harry spat, feeling years of hatred bubbling up inside him all at once. On the floor a few feet away, Malfoy sat up quickly. He spotted Harry, and his steel-blue eyes widened in the dark. Ginny rose painfully and faced Hermione and Harry. Her cheeks flushed.
Just then, Filch broke the silence. His voice rang from the staircase.
"Students lurking in the halls? We'll catch them." His voice was rough. He was answered by a purr. Mrs. Norris appeared around the corner, and all four students ran down the corridor, fleeing. They could hear Filch's footsteps quicken as he gave chase.
"In here!" Hermione cried, ducking into the Room of Requirement. They climbed in and found four beds, and a whole bunch of cushions on the floor. Dozens of books lined the shelves, and Harry raised a brow at Hermione. She grinned sheepishly.
"I don't want to get bored. He won't find us here, at least. I still think we should stay here overnight." Hermione said. She got agreements all around. Harry and Malfoy exchanged looks of hatred. Nothing out of the ordinary. Ginny and Hermione soon began to talk in a corner, while Harry and Malfoy sat on their beds flipping through a few books, and trying not to overhear.
"So...it's Malfoy?" Hermione asked, her voice a whisper. Ginny gave a nod. Curiosity got the better of Hermione.
"How was it?" she asked, giggling. Ginny smiled, but said nothing. Then Hermione grew serious.
"You were safe though, right?" She asked. Suddenly Ginny froze. Had she cast the Protection spell before? She doubted it. And now what?
Hermione noticed Ginny stiffen, and her eyes widened.
"You're pregnant?" she asked, struggling to keep her voice low. Ginny shook her head.
"I don't know."
Hermione had a brilliant idea. "We'll find out tomorrow. I know a spell that will tell."
With that, they settled into their beds. Harry and Malfoy, oblivious to the worry the two girls were going through, also settled into their bunks for the night.
Soon Ginny could hear three sets of soft snoring all around her. She lay awake for hours wondering what would happen if she was pregnant. She thought about Draco's family. And her own... especially Ron. At last, she drifted into a dreamless, uncomfortable sleep.